I placed my outstretched hand a few inches from the slush coated windowpane and anticipated the moist freshness.

I eased each finger in turn onto the glass but, while it was cold, my hand remained obstinately dry.

Sometimes it’s the little things that bring out my inner demons.

I slapped one hand after the other against the glass before suddenly, without effort, they curled into fists as I pounded relentlessly, leaving moist red sticky trails.

I didn’t hear the key in the lock or the shouts of the prison guards as they entered.

Friday Fictioneers is a weekly Flash Fiction challenge curated by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The limit is 100 words which I take great pleasure every week in respecting.

This weeks photo prompt is also © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Thanks Rochelle!


38 Replies to “Slush : Friday Fictioneers”

    1. Dear Rochelle,
      As I saw it, the slush is on the outside of a closed window so there might be a bit of humidity inside, but frustratingly little. I appreciate your comments as always!


  1. Great story Graham with a very good twist. We start thinking your narrator is just another daydreamer, then you lead us to see why he’s so frustrated he’s beating blood out of himself.
    Really very effective.

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  2. This is great. I like how you describe his anger and desperation through the effect of the ice on the window. An overly violent reaction that probably got him where he is now.

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    1. Thanks for dropping in to read and for your wonderful comments. Some people have difficulties in controlling their anger don’t they!


  3. Wow! That was brilliantly wrought. I didn’t see it coming. Vivid and deeply sad story, Graham!
    This line moved me for some reason:
    “I eased each finger in turn onto the glass but, while it was cold, my hand remained obstinately dry.”

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  4. Interesting take! Great action and detail. That must have been thick glass to survive multiple punches? My favorite line is the “inner demons” one. It changes the mood and story through such a simple statement.
    Happy trails!

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      1. Ha ha! I suppose that makes sense…and that I’m a big ignorant in correctional facility construction. That’d make for fun google searching…”No, NSA, I’m not planning a jail break, honest” 😉

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